Where Were You the First Time You Found the Clitoris?

Stan: Do you know where I can find the clitoris?Kyle: The what?Cartman: What, is that like finding Jesus or something?

My discovery wasn’t anything like South Park’s Stan Marsh. There was no journey or quizzical looks, followed by a great reveal. It could be argued, I guess, that my discovery was a little less innocent.

I had no idea how I knew my dad kept porn in that black knapsack. I honestly don’t remember. Maybe he did a really shit job of covering it up one day, and there I was, young pup passing by, and there was no way I wouldn’t stop to look at the naked tits on the cover.

Long story short, it was a full-length pornographic film of the absolute worst variety: horrible lighting, horrible 80s hair on everyone (and I mean on their heads), absolutely no connection between the actors. But in the first scene, while I watched a beautiful brunette lying legs spread on a faux mattress, with the gray-haired man moving his cock inside her (in sort of a labored way, might I add, and I do remember thinking, “Oh, I can do way better than that if I had one of those”), I noticed that she reached down with her thin fingers, with her red nails, and rubbed in a circular motion at the very top of her labia. She made noises then (finally) like she was having a very, very good time, like everything felt amazingly good. She closed her eyes, tilted her head back, her feathered hair light on her pillow.

This intrigued me. She was a woman and I was a girl and did I have that same spot that she seemed to enjoy touching so much? Oh, I so did.

There are people who argue that kids can learn all the wrong things about sex from porn. So what an amazing time it must be to be inexperienced, when there are legions of erotic presses, sex-positives, sex therapists, and sex educators who can explain all of its delightful intricacies–partnered or not–to everyone who needs it.

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Oh, the South Park reference. That’s fantastic! As for your “learning experience”…I suspect many of us find it through exploration (sometimes innocent, sometimes not). Either way, the discovery of that kind of pleasure is pure joy!

What a precious story. I wish more women felt comfortable sharing with such candor. 🙂

It’s pretty amazing how little many of us know about our sexuality and bodies—sort of like suddenly discovering apples or bananas. (Um, pun not intended. LOL) Posts like these are so important. Thank you!